Song | Destroy the Opposition |
Artist | Dying Fetus |
Album | Destroy the Opposition |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Gallagher, Netherton | |
Who does the earth belong to? | |
The human termites spreading lies. | |
The people have to make a decision, | |
but they're too busy dying to try and realize. | |
Who controls their future, | |
and money flows above their heads. | |
Just give them all a chance to make contact, | |
and the last ones shall rise up to seek revenge. | |
There was a time, when the weak would suffer. | |
The ones in power would crush all who dissent. | |
Just look around, because nothing's changed. | |
No longer kings, they wear a suit and tie. | |
Those who survive, have no conviction | |
Just follow trends, until they're born again. | |
So who will live, and who will die? | |
It's up to us to carry on the fight. | |
Rising up, from the ashes to the challenge. | |
Face to face, it's not too late to start resisting. | |
All around; we have a chance to change the world. | |
Believe in us, tomorrow's dreams are fire in our blood. | |
Bred to buy, not to think. | |
Tell more lies, make them weak. | |
Nothing's real, except the mindset you've created. | |
To the left, avoid the path that they've been paving. | |
Mainstream lies, unleashed through waves that mold behavior. | |
We've had enough, their greedy ****ing system's going down. | |
Bred to buy, not to think. | |
Tell more lies, make them weak. | |
Without hesitation, I will kick the TV in. | |
Sick of all these ****ers with their Prozac grins. | |
Always selling shit, that no one wants or needs. | |
Choking up the planet with their get rich schemes. | |
A mediated world, what a sick reality. | |
Wake the **** up, smell the shit, then you will see. | |
What's good for them isn't good for everyone | |
The future starts now, for a past yet to come. | |
Just ask them one question, | |
and they'll tell you fifteen lies. | |
They're Judas, Hitler, Stalin, and Brutus | |
all combined. | |
The world is false-constructed, | |
just to satisfy their needs. | |
If we keep obeying orders, | |
we're like lambs to the slaughter for their feast. | |
Handed down, the final call. | |
Rise to fight, destroy them all. | |
It's too late to accomodate. | |
The game is lost, because no one is thinking. | |
Born with a chance to facilitate, | |
The end of a time that's defined by hypocrisy. | |
Just like rats, they will multiply, | |
and run with the pack without ever seeing. | |
Out of the womb to be crucified, | |
we challenge the doctrine they've been preaching. |
zuo qu : Gallagher, Netherton | |
Who does the earth belong to? | |
The human termites spreading lies. | |
The people have to make a decision, | |
but they' re too busy dying to try and realize. | |
Who controls their future, | |
and money flows above their heads. | |
Just give them all a chance to make contact, | |
and the last ones shall rise up to seek revenge. | |
There was a time, when the weak would suffer. | |
The ones in power would crush all who dissent. | |
Just look around, because nothing' s changed. | |
No longer kings, they wear a suit and tie. | |
Those who survive, have no conviction | |
Just follow trends, until they' re born again. | |
So who will live, and who will die? | |
It' s up to us to carry on the fight. | |
Rising up, from the ashes to the challenge. | |
Face to face, it' s not too late to start resisting. | |
All around we have a chance to change the world. | |
Believe in us, tomorrow' s dreams are fire in our blood. | |
Bred to buy, not to think. | |
Tell more lies, make them weak. | |
Nothing' s real, except the mindset you' ve created. | |
To the left, avoid the path that they' ve been paving. | |
Mainstream lies, unleashed through waves that mold behavior. | |
We' ve had enough, their greedy ing system' s going down. | |
Bred to buy, not to think. | |
Tell more lies, make them weak. | |
Without hesitation, I will kick the TV in. | |
Sick of all these ers with their Prozac grins. | |
Always selling shit, that no one wants or needs. | |
Choking up the planet with their get rich schemes. | |
A mediated world, what a sick reality. | |
Wake the up, smell the shit, then you will see. | |
What' s good for them isn' t good for everyone | |
The future starts now, for a past yet to come. | |
Just ask them one question, | |
and they' ll tell you fifteen lies. | |
They' re Judas, Hitler, Stalin, and Brutus | |
all combined. | |
The world is falseconstructed, | |
just to satisfy their needs. | |
If we keep obeying orders, | |
we' re like lambs to the slaughter for their feast. | |
Handed down, the final call. | |
Rise to fight, destroy them all. | |
It' s too late to accomodate. | |
The game is lost, because no one is thinking. | |
Born with a chance to facilitate, | |
The end of a time that' s defined by hypocrisy. | |
Just like rats, they will multiply, | |
and run with the pack without ever seeing. | |
Out of the womb to be crucified, | |
we challenge the doctrine they' ve been preaching. |
zuò qǔ : Gallagher, Netherton | |
Who does the earth belong to? | |
The human termites spreading lies. | |
The people have to make a decision, | |
but they' re too busy dying to try and realize. | |
Who controls their future, | |
and money flows above their heads. | |
Just give them all a chance to make contact, | |
and the last ones shall rise up to seek revenge. | |
There was a time, when the weak would suffer. | |
The ones in power would crush all who dissent. | |
Just look around, because nothing' s changed. | |
No longer kings, they wear a suit and tie. | |
Those who survive, have no conviction | |
Just follow trends, until they' re born again. | |
So who will live, and who will die? | |
It' s up to us to carry on the fight. | |
Rising up, from the ashes to the challenge. | |
Face to face, it' s not too late to start resisting. | |
All around we have a chance to change the world. | |
Believe in us, tomorrow' s dreams are fire in our blood. | |
Bred to buy, not to think. | |
Tell more lies, make them weak. | |
Nothing' s real, except the mindset you' ve created. | |
To the left, avoid the path that they' ve been paving. | |
Mainstream lies, unleashed through waves that mold behavior. | |
We' ve had enough, their greedy ing system' s going down. | |
Bred to buy, not to think. | |
Tell more lies, make them weak. | |
Without hesitation, I will kick the TV in. | |
Sick of all these ers with their Prozac grins. | |
Always selling shit, that no one wants or needs. | |
Choking up the planet with their get rich schemes. | |
A mediated world, what a sick reality. | |
Wake the up, smell the shit, then you will see. | |
What' s good for them isn' t good for everyone | |
The future starts now, for a past yet to come. | |
Just ask them one question, | |
and they' ll tell you fifteen lies. | |
They' re Judas, Hitler, Stalin, and Brutus | |
all combined. | |
The world is falseconstructed, | |
just to satisfy their needs. | |
If we keep obeying orders, | |
we' re like lambs to the slaughter for their feast. | |
Handed down, the final call. | |
Rise to fight, destroy them all. | |
It' s too late to accomodate. | |
The game is lost, because no one is thinking. | |
Born with a chance to facilitate, | |
The end of a time that' s defined by hypocrisy. | |
Just like rats, they will multiply, | |
and run with the pack without ever seeing. | |
Out of the womb to be crucified, | |
we challenge the doctrine they' ve been preaching. |